{Seraphina's POV, third person continuation}
The weight of the empty space disappeared the exact moment Seraphina tumbled backward and fell straight into a pair of strong, steady arms. Elias caught her without a single hint of hesitation, pulling her limp form securely against his broad chest. She forced her heavy eyes open, looking up through a blur of tears to see his face looking down at her, his hazel eyes glowing with a brilliant, golden light that she had never seen before. In an instant, the cold fear that had taken over her mind completely dissolved, replaced by a deep wave of relief that made her lean her entire weight against him. She could feel the fast, steady beating of his heart against her cheek, acting as an anchor in the middle of the dark void, though the intense heat radiating from his skin made it obvious that he was filled with an absolute fury.
